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XLVIII.—AN IRISH NEWGATE « IN THE
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o I had lieard a great deal of an Irish....
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Xlviii.—An Irish Newgate « In The
XLVIII—AN IRISH NEWGATE _« IN THE . FIELDS . " By J . Heebeet Stack .
O I Had Lieard A Great Deal Of An Irish....
_o I had lieard a great deal of an Irish . Convict Prison at Lrusk , near Dublina place wliere the prisoners were mainly employed in field
and farin , workand I resolved to see for myself the results of the " Irish system" , of reforming criminals . I confess that I was
instead surprised of , speaking not to say 1 de haut startled en , has at as some if I were of the an animated phenomena and ; very and
big Blue Book on a very high library shelf , I may as well confess at the outset , that though generally interested in the question of
criminal treatment , I knew at that time very little of the matter third beyond leader what in every Ms morning reader of pap the er newsp begins aper with must il The know _qLiestion when of a
what shall we do with our criminals is now , " & c . & c . Our readers know the rest . Instead of reading over such articles in hot London _,
let him cross the Channel , and on a July morning—not too warm , for there are clouds enough to keep away the direct rays of the sun ,
( an Irish sky is rarely cloudless ) take a ticket "with me , and run down for a few hours from Dublin to I / usk .
My companion had promised that I should judge for myself , and as we rolled down we talked of everything but convicts _; and by an
odd straying of mind , my eyes would keep dwelling on the initials " D . D . " of the railway carriages ( Dublin and Drogheda Hail way ) ,
until I thought that as the Pope blesses bells and factories , and trains and railways , the highly Protestant Trinity College , Dublin ,
had changed all the " cars" into Doctors of Divinity . We got out at Lusk station . The convict prison was further on a few miles .
contempt " Should of we a take cockney a car for or any walk effeminacy ? " asked , I my said friend , ei Walk . With , of course the true . "
On we walked on a thoroughly country road , the fields making pleasant little annexations of grass on the pathwaycountry
conquer-, ing town , —or , at least , trying to cut off its communications . When we had walked on a mile my friend pointed out some low lints
against the sky , a quarter of a mile off : the country is here rather levelwith a very gentle elevation from a sandy coast three miles
, away . " There is the prison , " he said ; " we can go the nearest way through the fields . " There were very few houses in sight ; the air
felt very fresh after the warm hard nags of dry _Diiblin ; my walk on the country road was pleasant , and now the grass under my feet
was pleasanter still . I thought , " This is better than London air ; " and first idea waswhy are not the morning papersand all the
printing my presses , set u , p here among the fields , so that , contributors
Editor and printers writing , and a leadin all , mi g ght article get a und breath er a tree fr , esh or air the ? printer ( Imag ' s devil an
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English Woman’s Journal (1858-1864), June 1, 1862, page 253, in the Nineteenth-Century Serials Edition (2008; 2018) ncse.ac.uk/periodicals/ewj/issues/ewj_01061862/page/37/
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